imagine the smell
of kudzu, imagine that
kudzu has a smell
myopic edge of night
imagine the impression
of an object, imagine that
object has an impression
swollen hands slowly
over belly
imagine the dream
of birth, imagine that
birth is dream-
like insides
imagine the kick
of a rib, a scent of rubber
just whistle

Reprinted with permission from The Orange Tree by Dong Li, published by the University of Chicago Press. © 2023 by The University of Chicago. All rights reserved.